However, what Honest didn't expect was that after Esdeath finished drinking the 'blood' in the spoon, she didn't stop but instead scooped up another spoon, and this was just the beginning. When Honest watched Esdeath lift the jar and drink it all down, he was completely stunned.
If at first he didn't react to her actions, then in the end it was because the freezing aura that erupted with Esdeath as the center made it impossible for him to get close. During this time, it wasn't that he hadn't considered what to do if Esdeath lost control. In the end, he came to a desperate answer — he had no way.
It was true that the Imperial Armament he possessed was very special and could destroy other Imperial Armaments. Even this so-called 'strongest Imperial Armament' could be completely eliminated by him, but the problem was, how could he lock on to the target after it had been drunk?
It was like playing a game with an ultimate move in your hand, and then finding that the opponent was in a state that could not be selected. It was simply Sparta!
"Bang!!"
When the jar fell to the ground, Honest was already leaning against the corner of the wall, at a loss.
Esdeath's hair was originally light blue, but at this time, it had almost become a mixture of blue and white, and her hands were completely covered in frost. The place where Esdeath had grabbed the jar that originally held 'Demon's Manifestation [Demon God's Extract]' had completely turned into ice crystals, and she herself was unconsciously emitting a freezing aura to the surroundings...
There was no doubt that he had succeeded. Esdeath's power at this time even surpassed Budo in his prime, but he had also failed, because at this time, looking at Esdeath, he didn't know whether Esdeath had gained the power of the Imperial Armament or had completely become a slave to the Imperial Armament, but he knew that he had completely lost the chance to control her.
He had personally created the only monster in this world.
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Back in Budo office, Lancer could barely control himself. The overflowing killing intent was the best evidence, but he still held back in the end because he had no way.
He couldn't kill Honest with just himself!
He couldn't save Leone by himself either!
He had to use the power of the empire!
After being told by Budo that 'the Imperial Armament users and the army are being assembled, and the expedition to the southern rebels will take at least two days', Lancer left the imperial capital without hesitation. Neither Budo nor the emperor asked about it. After all, everyone knew that Lancer at this time was a powder keg that would explode if you touched it, so it was better to let him go out and vent than to have him stay in the imperial capital.
No one knew where Lancer had gone during these two days, but the only thing they knew was that when Lancer returned, his whole body exuded a 'do not enter' aura.
If the Lancer from before just made people feel out of place, then when he crossed the gate of the imperial capital again, almost all the guards immediately sounded the alarm.
His clothes were exactly the same as when he left two days ago, but the thick smell of blood made people's legs tremble. The ordinary people who passed by the city gate were so scared that they collapsed to the ground.
If it were the Lancer of the past, he would definitely have restrained himself because he didn't like to involve ordinary people, but at this time, his mind was full of killing Honest, and he had no time to worry about other things.
He found that he hadn't done enough before. Since he had enough strength, why did he have to hide it?
He wouldn't bully those who didn't offend him, but he also didn't need to hurt the people around him for the sake of these people.
He could completely ignore the gossip people said about him, but what about Leone?
He decided to no longer hide himself, but unfortunately, he no longer had anyone to protect now...
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When Lancer arrived at the Imperial Guard's station in front of the palace, Budo was already waiting for Lancer there.
Looking at Lancer at this time, Budo couldn't help but frown, but he didn't say much.
Although he considered that he had already done enough, it was a fact that Leone was abducted in the end. It was also fortunate that Lancer hadn't completely lost his mind and vented his anger on him, but he also knew that it was better not to provoke the other party at this time. It wasn't that he couldn't afford to provoke Lancer, but there was simply no need to cause trouble. After all, Lancer was the assistant candidate he was most optimistic about.
"Lancer, you will be the captain of this beheading team! You all get to know each other."
This time, many familiar faces appeared again.
First, Bulat and Liver both participated. As expected, Livers Imperial Armament was 'Water Dragon's Grasp [Black Marlin]'. Besides that, there was a handsome guy using 'Inferno Call [Rubicante]'. At first, Lancer didn't react, but then he realized that at this time, Honest had not yet come to power, so there was no 'Burning Squad', and Bols naturally didn't need to wear that mask.
In addition to these three 'story characters', there were also two others. One was a strong man with some gray hair all over his body, who used 'Shura's Incarnation [Noble Chariot]' and a man who looked a bit gloomy. He was not wearing an Imperial Armament, but Budo explained that the other party used 'All-Seeing Eyes [The Observer]'.
As for why he didn't wear it directly? It was simple. This was the Imperial Guard's barracks, which was also the outer perimeter of the palace. If he saw something he shouldn't see, hehe~
Including Lancer, there were a total of six Imperial Armament users. As for the few who belonged to the Imperial Guard, they had to stay in the imperial capital and could not leave with them. Lancer had no objection to this. After all, according to the information, Honest's Imperial Armament users were only four or five, not to mention that the final beheading Imperial Armament user was not easy to use. Their purpose was more to buy time for Lancer and block the obstructers.
On the other side, Bulat also approached Liver with a strange expression.
"Captain Liver, what's wrong with Lancer today...?"
The unmistakable smell of blood and killing intent on Lancer body was even more exaggerated than when Bulat came back from the battlefield. At first, Bulat even thought he had mistaken the person.
He felt that what Lancer did in the northern fortress, killing thousands of foreign tribe warriors and impaling them on wooden spears, was a bit cruel, but he didn't object. In his opinion, if he could protect his own people with the lives of the enemy, it was undoubtedly worth it.
At that time, when Lancer gave the order, it was also extremely cruel, but he didn't feel that Lancer was terrifying, but now...
He was like a demon.
A real demon, not the name of his Imperial Armament 'Demon Armor'.
But Liver just shook his head. Looking at Lancer at this time, Liver also recalled the mission when he first met Lancer.
At the beginning, Lancer seemed incredibly young to him. He was even afraid that the other party would hold them back. This had nothing to do with strength. To survive deep in enemy territory, you couldn't just rely on strength, but Lancer change later made him feel incredible.
"Same as back then..."
He muttered to himself.
That's right, Lancer at this time was not simply an 'executioner', but a revenger driven by anger and hatred...